Our public footpath started opposite a pub where we got via a 37 minute bus ride meaning that the walk started at around 9:40am. In the beginning we were walking by a little stream and Mom tentatively threw my frisbee a few times until it landed in a patch of stinging nettle and she had to fetch it (pun not intended) in 3/4 shorts. Ouch! I watched from the sidelines and barked for her to hurry up!
|Cute lil' waterfall|
Noooo! The worst thing! But Mom is a follower
not a leader so I had to do my sniffing au-leash. #French
In this Combe Court place there were a lot of non dog-friendly stiles which Mom had to lift
bog mud covered me over. Soon we came to a forest where I was allowed off leash and after that a fenced field. Frisbee is out again!
Railways and Mom don't go together. She hates trains. So you can imagine what she felt when we had to cross a railway line. (DM: I thought my heart would stop.) Mom almost ran across whilst carrying me
still covered in bog. Luckily, we didn't die and there was a nice field waiting for us on the other side where we took the following photos.
Streams seemed to be prevailing during this trek and sure enough we came up to another one. This one was shallow and small so we walked through it rather than over the bridge.
|That's not very deep|
Field again where I managed to get myself into adjacent private land to chase a pheasant. Yay me!
Easy peasy last stretch to the bus stop and home sweet home!
Licks and Wags,